A curated cellar of musings.
Disclaimer: My lens aperture got all miotic on me during the old city part of the sojourn. Yet a part of me is sure that a visual encounter with the Qutb-Shahi's city did happen. That dreamy encounter would religiously occupy the contents of another post. A Gentle cauldron of culture— part stone, part water. A…
Stuck in a rathole Crowded, surrounded, strangulated Rats all over Rules are a misstatement Rats crawl, push, prod and exist Am a non-rat Dropped into Ratisthan I will convert... Convert into a Rat But I wait till then Stuck in my alien cubicle.
I inhale an image. A curious one. A curious, addicting comfort. A mud pie of pleasure, charm, and void. The mirror. A piece of glass. A piece of glass, that occupies Occupies an exalted proximity. Proximity, yes! A mirror’s proximity. Mirror that ingested a part of you. “Image do melt, melt unto me.” For Image’s…
The road extends, Continues to devour you. A dangling muse engages. My eyes succumb, To the far-reaching and vanishing vision. The flavor of the earth knocks. Ever bountiful drive, plentiful thy offering!
We occasionally get to know about a person or a deed, which we refer to as “Evil”. These deeds or the people associated with them possess a moral compass, which is in total dissonance with that of ours’s. Though these minorities might be a subset to the society that encompasses them, we often, comfortably, consider…
Lazy Sunday’s idyll—promising yet fragile. A stony path attracts, assures grassy possibilities. The path curves, swerves and entices, repelling the quaint milieu. The unwary drifter meets a dipping stone, The path imbibes him onto the earth. Into an oblivion of reality. Sunday’s gullibility—befittingly exploited. Kannan…
The factors responsible for a dysfunctional healthcare system are many. Most of them, are in some way, related to bad habits, which plague any entrenched system. It is unfair to criticize the present Indian system, squarely and too rudely, as even, the far more evolved systems: such as the ones in the US and UK…
I am a speck, a dot. I am cradled by the warm igneous, Drink off the sea, Feed off the fellow specks, Sully and spawn as I please. Of late, things have gotten hot, The sea's turned tumultuous, My abode has more dots than the sea, now. Lest anyone forget my name, They call me,…
Sahana hopped into the car. The streetlights were not working, the headlights of the oncoming vehicles were streaking past and retrospectively guiding her. This wasn’t her car. She had sold her Jetta, 3 days ago. The borrowed luxury made her a bit uncomfortable. She was speeding to her destination but had to come to a…
